Eldritch Nika!!! I’ve always been fascinated with this idea ever since reading those fics where Nika is a separate entity (that may or may not have a an agenda of his own) and slowly influences Luffy to being a facsimile of himself. The You are my Sunshine and At the Gallows… are my favorites of Luffy being… slightly off and uncanny due to Gear 5/Devil Fruit. And all those “Gear 5 at Marineford” fics where everyone is horrified at the reality bending he does (Time Moves Through You being my favorite) are fantastic and big inspiration.
You are my sunshine,
My only sunshine.
You make me happy,
When skies are gray.
You’ll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away…
thought about this again. kind of amazing how we’re all just chasing ways to duplicate how this scene makes us feel, either in life or in art.
emily gwen, the creator of the sunset lesbian flag that we’ve come to commonly use, still continues to live in poverty.
multi-billion dollar companies have used their design and made profit from it, and yet they have not seen a cent for their creation.
i’ve been friends with emily for years, and i have not once seen them be financially stable the entire time. i’ve seen them homeless, unemployed, starving. right now, they need our help more than ever.
please consider donating to emily’s ko-fi, especially if you’ve used their design to create something and profited from it.
sometimes i’m like ‘fanfiction can’t shock me anymore i’m numb to it’ then i find this shit
Alternate ending of The Horse And The Infant;
Eurylochus: Captain. What is that
Odysseus, holding baby Astyanax, smiling: A gift from the gods! A boy for us to take back to Ithaca and for me to raise as my own. A token of our victory, if you will.
Polites: Not to doubt you, my friend and king, but is that not the baby the gods said you must kill?
Odysseus, with a slightly more strained smile: I am unsure what you mean, my friend. This is but a harmless babe.
Eurylochus: No, Captain, I remember Lord Zeus clearly saying he'll be the death of us all-
Odysseus, louder: I remember no such thing. Come, we must sail! Ithaca, my wife, my son, need us home.
Polites, to Eurylochus: Does he take us for blind?
Eurylochus: He takes us for loyal. Which we are, unfortunately.
A good thread on whether “queer” is a slur and if it should be used or not.
[I used to know my place was the spot next to you]
19 BBY, Cirz and Enah are coming back from a mission.
21 pages, one-shot, the rest is under the cut: